i am trying to come to the terms that you will be gone in four months. how will i ever be able to handle that?
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i am trying to come to the terms that you will be gone in four months. how will i ever be able to handle that?
things that make me think of you:
-the warmth you feel all over you face and in your hands as you bring a bowl to your face to sip soup
-the startling sweetness of raw honey when it first touches your tongue
-huge bouquets wrapped in brown paper
-people riding bicycles on rainy, foggy days
-the softness of an acoustic guitar and raspy voices
-the way thick cabled sweaters hang heavily from your shoulders
-unabashed smiles with poppy seeds stuck between your teeth
-steam the kisses your face as it drifts up from a hot cup of coffee or tea
-little puppy licks
-the quiet static of vinyl when the album is over
And I guess
One of life's greatest lessons is to learn to love and to be loved. To remember that the only push if encouragement you need are delicious cookies in a jar and a friend who loved you before you even met. Being reminded how much you mean when you're sitting with a friend watching movies or giving hugs during lunch. We can sit down and talk about all of our problems in the moments we feel inferior and we can also look down at everyone else while we're standing on our mountain tops while we feel infinite. But those ups and downs, mean nothing without love. And I thank you for reminding me to always love and always be loved.
Through good and bad, miles apart, or side by side, you're one of the limited few who has never gone anywhere
The one that got away
I know you have your reasons, whether they're legitimate or not, but they will never justify what you've done, or the pain you've caused. I hope one day you see what amazing girls you missed out on, what best friends you lost, and what special sisters you left when they cared about you more than the world. I can only pray and hope that the holes you've put in their hearts, are ones that will be able to patched up one day. You don't deserve them, so maybe, they're the ones that got away. And I couldn't be happier.